Chapter 12
Lorna collected the keys from the company that had been taking care of her aunt’s house, paid their final bill, and a few minutes from their office pulled into the driveway. It was set back from the road with a box hedge to give some privacy to the front yard. But the house rose high above that, two stories and a converted attic room—exactly as she recalled it from visits as a girl.
“It’s nice,” Zoe said as they got out of the car. She moved toward the back of the car, ready to start unloading.
“Let’s take a look around first,” Lorna said. “Plenty of time to bring the things in later.”
“Okay.”
There were steps up to the door, and the door itself was tall and wide, painted dark blue, contrasting with the whitewashed clapboard of the building.
“It’s in good repair,” Zoe said
